Day 11 still fucked. It's getting better but their's a gaint puss pocket (medical term), a very large angry puss pocket. It's the pink spot with the two lacerations. So I go into the doctor this morning before he comes in I roll up my pant leg and take my shoe off. He walks in and says "that's disgusting." I reply with "ugh." He asks me some questions yada yada. So he starts looking at it. Says that's not good at all. Your at risk for gangreen, flesh eating disease and blood poisoning. Before I can even get a grasp of how bad this is the fucking guy says "your at risk for amputation". I 'm like "jesus!". He puts me on the biggest horse pill antibiotics I've ever seen and says I need an ultrasound within 48 hours. I'm going tomorrow morning. He tells me there could be a cup or more of puss trapped between my muscles and my bones. (not good) He says if that's the case I'll have to have it "lanced" and removed. I don't know what the fuck lancing means but it's not something I really want done to my leg. Anyways tomorrow should be interesting. I'll be posting again soon.
-edited by the lovely kimberly
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